Like a Grandmother whose stare will turn you into Custard, Grace will appear now and again with words.First foray into letting my thoughts out for a stroll. The best part of half a century has seen me bemused and bewildered by not understanding what’s going on in life and involved in some amusing attempts at pretending that I did. I’m still bewildered over life but am having some fun while waiting for it to make sense

Grace Nomel will be posting now and again and she will be contributing a few poems,but she it collecting custard by giving out hard stares at the moment.